Friday, November 16, 201210:38 AM
author's note:
well, this is my very first fanfic that I posted on my blog. I posted it on other accounts as well. but this one was different a different version.
this fic story's based from G Dragon's song, That XX. hope you enjoy.
Walking on the street, I bumped into your man (Yeah I saw him)
I didn’t want to believe it, but my hunch turned out right (I told you)
He’s not wearing that ring you gave him, there’s another girl by his side
But I’ve said enough (I don’t wanna hurt you)
I watched as your expression changed. Your round eyes widened, brows furrowed. You bit those red and plump lips of yours not so gently. You stared at me in disbelief. I really knew that you won’t believe what I just said, yeah sure. You cursed on my face, calling me a liar, hitting my chests non-stop as you cried. Why? I’m not telling you everything yet , but you already acted this way. I don’t understand. I just don’t wanna hurt you.
“maybe I’m wrong. I’m sorry.” I said and you left me like that without a single glance. I just stared on your back.
Now you’re getting angry with me (Why?)
You say “He’s definitely not that kind of person” (Sure you’re right)
Seeing your eyes, I reply that I probably got it wrong
See, I lied for you (I’m sorry)
The tears rolled down from my eyes, once your figure out of my sight. I looked on my palms, just realized that I dug my fingernails too strongly on its skin. It would be better if it’s bled. Why you didn’t understand me at all? I hate that. I hate the fact that I’m already waiting for you so long. Looked over the windows, I see you with him again. His hands are circled around your petite waist. Please let go off his hand, break it off with him, I beg you.
I hate that you don’t understand me
I hate all this waiting
Let go of his hand (break it off with him)
When you’re sad, I feel like I’m dying
I stared on my face through the fogged mirror. I’m so fucked up, I see it clearly. What the hell does that bastard have that I don’t? Why can’t I have you? These questions keep repeating in my head. It’s killing me because I couldn’t find the answers. I love you, and that bastard, he doesn’t. He hurt you a lot and you never realized it. I want to make you happy. Can’t your see that? How much longer are you going to cry yourself, silly?
The mirror has shattered into pieces, so does my heart. Tears roll down swiftly, so does the blood on my knuckles.
That XX, what does he have that I don’t?
Why can’t I have you?
That XX doesn’t love you
How much longer are you going to cry yourself silly?
We are here again. You invited us to have lunch together, on your treat, because you are so happy right now. You are smiling widely, talking about him. And I’m here, bleeding, ready to lose my insanity bit by bit. I’m going crazy but I’m happy seeing you happy.
“He is such a sweet person, don’t you see that? I’m so lucky, I met him. He is my forever.” Our eyes met and you were like rubbing it straightly onto my face. “I trust him and I won’t leave him.”
And I could only stare on your eyes. You didn’t realize how the others look at you. Your friends all know how fake he is. It was so obvious but you can’t see. He is so perfect in your eyes and it hurts. I don’t know what to say no more.
When you speak of him, you look so happy (you look happy)
It’s good that you can be this happy (I’m happy)
You say you really love him, want to be with him forever
You trust him completely (I don’t know what to say no more)
It’s so obvious, why can’t you see (it’s you)
They say love is blind, Oh baby, you’re so blind
Please, I beg you, break it off
I fisted my hand strongly when I see him in front of my eyes. I felt someone hold my hand tightly. I know whose hands those are. It’s not the first time he tried to help me.
That bastard brought a gift for you, a nice and expensive clothe, which is only designed for you. I believe it suits you perfectly. It’s just, that bastard doesn’t suit you, he really doesn’t.
I hate his smile that full of lie. The way he hugs you and brushes your face like that, it sickened me. He must be thinking another girl, not you. How dare he?
How much tears that you’ve cried? Just so you know, I would give my love to you more than your tears. Just to make you happy, baby. Why are you going trough your pain all alone? You have me, share some with me. When you’ll look at me, why you never realized that I’m your love? Why is he so perfect in your eyes?
Expensive cars, beautiful clothes, high-class restaurants, they all suit you well
But that XX beside you, he doesn’t suit you, he really doesn’t
He smiles like a hypocrite with you, brushing your face and hair
But he’s thinking of another woman for sure, how dare he?
The amount of tears you’ve cried, I want to make you happy by the same amount, baby
Rather than going through the pain alone, share some with me, baby
Please look at me, why can’t you realize that I am your love
Why are you the only one who doesn’t know?
“That bastard.”
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